I Smell So Good

They scoop me up, I smell so good. Others come, and stand in line. People shifting, impatiently. They pay money, as cash registers sing happily. Wide pleasing smiles appear when they reach for us. One starts eating me before she returns to her seat. She sets me on the ground in a stall for a bit. Picks me up, washes her hands, and dives in again. Her hands are cooler now, but I do not care. It feels wonderful to be appreciated. My smell has permeated the theater now. Others are running Toward the cash registers, eager to give their money, so they can begin diving into my relatives. I hear my brothers and sisters laughing as they happily crack and pop. My dad smells so tasty! My mother is smacking in delight as someone gulps her down. Ugh! A kernel one says. I watch him spit my kernel cousin Jake onto the carpet. I feel sad as I watch a dustpan get him. It would feel terrible, rejected like that. My family is a proud bunch. We are excited that We are more popular than the stars and shows that brought this crowd here in the first place.